Lletres: Hopesfall. The Frailty Of Words. From Your Hands.

must there be such ignorance among you? your beliefs have been run into the ground your methods made me run away my only example, is your misinterpretation of the truth how could a God of love, bring so much condemnation? i strive to glean the truth, from the fields of the self-righteous if your love surpasses their understanding, show me to be your own fill this heart with the wisdom that brings me to my knees let me show them what Your true love is from your hands, you rejected who you were (called to reach) taken away to the place of eternal seperation the product of hate, from your hands